After my embarrassing confession of how many millions of tins I still have unused in my stash, I got to work last week. It had been a little while since I last made any, so I needed to ease myself back in. I usually have a concept for a shrine ready before I start executing the idea. That means I have a clear mental image of the finished object and I have printed out the necessary pictures that will populate the mini diorama. Usually, the latter is the most time-consuming process for me. Simply because I *always* get side-tracked into looking at pretty pictures of our favourite man while hunting for the one that will fit perfectly into my concept… The image search literally can take hours for me. Entirely my fault, of course.
Actually, no, I blame it on Richard and his irresistible handsomeness. The only way to be quick and churn out more than one RAPS at a time, is to challenge myself to an impro session. That means working with the stuff that I already have. And that’s what I did with these four pocket shrines.
Inspiration can come from one picture in my stash, or from a tin design, or from a collection of pictures in my stash. And the latter is what inspired me to make today’s RAPS.
It started with this tin that I was sent by our Hollywood Army rep, LoLo. (I had no idea that strong double-sided tape is what the busty Hollywood beauties use to keep their dresses from sliding off their breasts…
Our local DIY store might make a roaring trade now in carpet-laying tape. Much cheaper, but also does the trick. Oh, wait, I don’t have a cleavage-revealing dress, though.) Anyway, as you can see, the tin is really unusual. I stupidly didn’t measure it, but it’s about 3 cm wide and 10 cm long. I thought the lid was kind of fun, so I left it as is. But the underside of the tin had been printed with the usual boring ingredient/purchasing info, so I ruthlessly covered it to make it the top of the RAPS.
You know what’s coming now, right? Team Shrubbery, this one is for you.
Lush! I mean, even I, a decided member of Team Stubble, is not immune to the charms of that Bearditage image. Ok, I ascribe it more to the chesthairitage, but nevertheless, the picture doesn’t exactly *repel* me *coughs*. So with the tin such an
awkward challenging shape, thank you LoLo, I needed something long and vertical, and that’s why we eventually arrived at this design.
And yes, all those pictures, in those tiny thumbnail sizes, *avec* beard, where present in my stash!!! Go figure, eh, says the beard-hater 😂.
And arrrrrgh – I have just noticed that there is a piece of paper shreds across Thorin… oh no!!! I didn’t notice it when I photographed the RAPS. And I can’t photograph it again, because – it’s already been given away. That’s what happens when someone replies enthusiastically to my tweets 😂.
Anyway, the piece of paper fluff fell out when I packaged the RAPS, and it was sent to Hebe with the customary little candle that fits into the slot (but which I was too lazy to set up and photograph).
But yeah, that was the beardophile version of a RAPS… Hope Hebe will have fun with it.
The other three pocket shrines are ready to be revealed (and given away), too. Which one next? Click the poll, please 🙂
PS: We’ve reached a new low.
No, it’s not Trump, although his comments on the Irish “wall” were definitely the lowlight of last week. It’s fucking 10° Centigrade in Dublin. That’s 50F. Seriously. I mean, even you heat-haters out there must concede that that is way too cold for mid-June. Climate change is real, people! It’s raining out there, too, which is totally uncharacteristic for the first two weeks in June. There is *always* top weather in the beginning of June – just for Murphy’s Law because those are the two weeks when the country’s youth are sitting their “Leaving Cert”, i.e. the school leaving finals. Miss Guylty jnr. has been slaving away and has sat 8 out of 11 written exams already. Today is #9 – and the hardest one of all. Bi-lingual History. It’s her favourite subject, and a subject that she won a prize for this year. But it is also the subject that she is hoping to read at university from the autumn, fingers crossed, so the (entirely self-inflicted) pressure is on. So spare her a thought and send good vibes her way. She’ll be writing for 3 hours non-stop from 2.20 pm GMT+1.